Lu Zhaolin said something, but when he realized Song Qinghe hadn't heard him, he couldn't help but wave his hand in front of her: "Qinghe, how do you eat this?"
Song Qinghe: "Let's make some steamed buns. Nobody's had breakfast yet. We can also cook some porridge to go with it. That would be nice."
"Do you have any scallions? I can use them to season the filling."
"I'm going out to get some." After hearing her say that, Lu Zhaolin immediately walked outside, preparing to go to the village chief's house to borrow some scallions.
His family used to have a vegetable garden, but he didn't plant any because he didn't come back often.
We need to clear the land and plant some vegetables.
It's also much more convenient for them to eat.
Of course, this doesn't refer to Song Qinghe. Lu Zhaolin genuinely hoped that Song Qinghe would accompany him to the army.
He didn't want to break up with her, not at all.
As luck would have it, Lu Zhaolin had only taken a few steps outside when he ran into Tian Xiu'e, who was returning from the vegetable garden with a basket full of vegetables.
Upon learning that he had come out to borrow scallions, he gave him a large bunch without saying a word.
There were not only scallions, but also some bok choy and other vegetables.
Anyway, we can't eat that much at home, and it will wilt by the time we get home, so it'll all be a waste.
Finally, she pointed out her family's vegetable garden to him, telling Lu Zhaolin that he could just go and pick vegetables if he needed anything.
Lu Zhaolin didn't stand on ceremony. Given the relationship between the two families, he could always return the favor by sending some meat over later. He took the scallions and headed back.
He still has to go back and cook.
The steamed buns I make myself may not look as good as those made by Qinghe, but surely I can do physical work like chopping the filling myself?
If all else fails, I can even help roll out the dough.
Song Qinghe was genuinely surprised to see him return so quickly.
The remaining preparations can be handed over to him; let Lu Zhaolin take over.
Lu Zhaolin didn't hesitate either, cutting meat, chopping meat, and chopping scallions. Tears streamed down his face from the spiciness as he continued to work diligently.
Song Qinghe, who was kneading dough nearby, couldn't help but remind him, "Wet the knife before you cut, then you won't get choking in your eyes."
Lu Zhaolin nodded. As expected of his wife, she even knew such a little secret and reminded him of it.
She's so good to herself.
While Song Qinghe was kneading the dough, Song Yiren and the others also got up, but everyone tacitly refrained from disturbing the young couple.
Even when Cui Mingzhen wanted to go and help, Zhao Chunxiang stopped her.
Giving the young couple some space wouldn't be a bad idea; even the old folks are envious of them.
After Cui Mingzhen realized what was happening, she stopped going in to cause trouble. Young people are like that when they're in love.
Back when she first met Song Yanli, she had a similar experience.
Song Qinghe and Lu Zhaolin were busy in the kitchen, one rolling out dough and the other wrapping xiaolongbao (soup dumplings). After they finished wrapping, Lu Zhaolin took charge of the fire and pushed Song Qinghe outside so she could cool off.
The firewood burning under the pot made my eyes sting from the smoke.
After Song Qinghe left, Lu Zhaolin started the fire again, and twenty minutes later, the steamed buns were ready.
As soon as the pot was opened, Lu Zhengguo couldn't resist. He quickly ran over and stared longingly at the pot. It smelled so good, he wanted to eat it.
His granddaughter-in-law's cooking skills are amazing.
No wonder Lu Zhaolin called me specifically; such a granddaughter-in-law is both elegant and capable in the kitchen.
No matter whose family she marries, she will live a good life.
Lu Zhengguo couldn't wait to prepare a wedding for them right now, the kind where they get married on the spot.
Especially when they finally get to eat the xiaolongbao (soup dumplings), they want them to get married as soon as possible.
If not now, when?
Why hasn't his stupid son arrived yet?
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